area51novel Chapter 90 Holy crap, two Lu Xiaobais?
Chapter 90 Holy crap, two Lu Xiaobais?
Chapter 90 Holy crap, two Lu Xiaobais?
Emerging from the oppressive little room where Wang Ai and Lü Ci lived, Zhang Chulan felt as if his soul had been ripped away.
He kept his head down, silently following beside Lu Xiaobai, his brows furrowed, his steps unsteady.
Lu Ci's words—"Your grandfather colluded with Quanxing and was expelled from Longhu Mountain," "That's why he comprehended the Body Source Flow"—repeatedly echoed in his mind like a curse.
An indescribable emotion welled up in his chest, causing him to feel a complex and inexplicable sense of estrangement from the Celestial Master's Mansion and even from the old Celestial Master Zhang Zhiwei, who had been quite kind to him.
Lu Xiaobai turned her head and glanced at him.
That usually calm and composed face now showed a rare, very faint hint of "understanding".
His expression.
His voice remained flat, but his tone was slightly gentler than usual: "Don't overthink it—"
"The old Celestial Master is a very good person. If you want to know the truth, go ask him yourself."
Zhang Chulan was taken aback by this sudden comfort. He looked up blankly at Lu Xiaobai's expressionless face and said, "Uh—oh—okay."
He responded with a dry, muffled sound, clearly still reeling from the shock.
Just then, hurried footsteps came from ahead on the mountain path. Xu San and Xu Si rushed over with Feng Baobao.
"Xiao Bai! Zhang Chulan! Are you alright?" Xu San called out anxiously from afar.
Xu Si, who was casually smoking a cigarette, chuckled and patted Xu San on the shoulder: "Third brother, what's the big deal?"
"With Xiao Bai around, do you think those two old foxes can really devour Zhang Chulan alive?"
He exhaled a smoke ring and looked at Zhang Chulan and Lu Xiaobai. "It's good that you're alright. Come on, let's go somewhere."
"Where to?" Zhang Chulan asked subconsciously, his voice still a little dazed.
"The Old Master's place," Xu Si flicked his cigarette ash, "He needs to talk to both of you about something."
"Me?" Zhang Chulan snapped out of his daze. "It's about my grandfather, right? Then why are you looking for Xiaobai—" He looked at Lu Xiaobai with some curiosity.
Xu Si raised an eyebrow, a playful look on his face: "Hmm—about you, I guess the Old Master wants to have a chat with you. As for Xiao Bai—"
He paused, glancing at Lu Xiaobai: "Two foreign extraordinary individuals have arrived at the Celestial Master's Mansion. They heard from the Old Celestial Master that you were here, so they specifically requested to see you."
"Judging from their demeanor and bearing, they must be someone important. One of the old men seemed to be about the same age as the old Celestial Master, so his seniority must be quite high."
"Hmm?" Lu Xiaobai tilted his head slightly and uttered a short question, a faint hint of doubt flashing in his icy blue eyes.
The group followed Xu San and Xu Si, walking along the winding mountain road and several secluded forest paths towards the area of the Celestial Master's Mansion specifically for receiving guests.
Along the way, they would occasionally encounter some young female supernatural beings.
Their gazes would always drift intentionally or unintentionally toward Lu Xiaobai, who was dressed in a cool white robe, and then they would gather together and whisper among themselves, their faces flushed with inexplicable excitement and curiosity.
"Look, look! It's Lu Xiaobai!"
Wow—it looks so good up close!
"It really is very beautiful — but it's a bit cold, I didn't dare to go up and talk to it."
"Isn't that Zhang Chulan next to him the shameless one? The difference is huge—"
Zhang Chulan: Are you guys being polite? (°A°)
Xu Si, with his sharp ears, overheard these comments and couldn't help but nudge the expressionless Lu Xiaobai beside him with his elbow, chuckling, "Tsk tsk, Magician classmate, you're quite popular! Look at you, you're the center of attention wherever you go! I'm so envious!"
Lu Xiaobai merely glanced at him indifferently and did not reply.
Soon, they arrived at a quiet and elegant courtyard.
The courtyard was already crowded with people, mostly familiar faces from the Lu Family Troupe: Zhi Jinhua, Bai Shixue, Xiao Xiao,
hope, Yun, Canglong, and the others were all peeking into the house.
"Huh?" Zhi Jinhua heard a noise behind her, turned around and looked at Lu Xiaobai. Her eyes widened instantly, and she looked completely astonished.
"Xiao Bai?! Weren't you with Linglong? What are you doing here?"
She looked Lu Xiaobai up and down, especially at his impeccably dressed, spotless white clothes, and couldn't help but complain, "And why did you change your clothes again?"
"Is this some kind of dress-up show? This feels like...why did it switch to iceberg mode again?"
Her shout immediately drew everyone's attention.
Upon seeing that it was Lu Xiaobai, the young people instinctively wanted to surround him and greet him.
Lu Xiaobai merely tilted his head slightly, his icy blue eyes sweeping over them without any emotion.
Instantly, an invisible chill swept over me!
"Holy crap!" Canglong exaggeratedly shrank his neck and muttered under his breath, "This split personality is way too severe! When I saw him with Linglong at the arena earlier, he didn't seem this fierce!"
hope, the "burly man from Northeast China," couldn't help but rub his arms, his voice trembling and slightly shaking: "Hiss—I don't know why, but this aura—it's so cold! He feels like a giant block of ice right now!"
Bai Shixue stroked her chin, a gossipy look on her face: "That's strange, Xiaobai is here, but where's Linglong? Could it be—she got dumped?"
Suddenly her eyes lit up, a hint of eagerness in them. "Oh? I feel like I can do it again!"
Lu Xiaobai ignored the discussions in the courtyard and followed Zhang Chulan straight into the inner room.
Watching their retreating figures, Yun said to Ji Zhijin, who was still agonizing over her clothes, "Why don't you call Lu Linglong and ask her? Don't let her really get dumped and end up crying somewhere all by herself."
Zhi Jinhua thought it made sense, so she immediately took out her phone and dialed Lu Linglong's number.
The call was answered quickly.
"Hey, Linglong!" Zhi Jinhua said loudly, deliberately in a teasing tone, "What happened? Did someone dump you? Where are you hiding to heal your wounds? If you're not feeling well, just say so, and I'll take over!"
There was a two-second silence on the other end of the phone, followed by Lu Linglong's slightly bewildered voice: "Flowers? What nonsense are you talking about?"
"Who got dumped?"
Zhi Jinhua rolled her eyes: "Who else could it be! Lu Xiaobai!"
"Wasn't he with you? How come he's here with the Celestial Master now? And he's changed into a freezing white outfit!"
"Is Xiaobai with the Old Master?" Lu Linglong's voice was even more puzzled. "Hua'er, are you seeing things?"
Little White is right here with me! We were having a great time together!
"With you?!" Zhi Jinhua's voice rose eight octaves, and the Lu family members who were eavesdropping nearby also perked up their ears, their faces filled with expressions that said, "Has this girl been too traumatized and gone insane?"
"Lu Linglong!" Zhi Jinhua shouted speechlessly, "Wake up!"
"Lu Xiaobai is really over here, in the courtyard of the Celestial Master's Mansion where they receive foreign guests! He's with Zhang Chulan and the others! Are you still confused from Zhang Lingyu's electric shock? Has your brain not recovered yet?"
"You're the one who's confused!" Lu Linglong seemed a little anxious at this point. "Xiao Bai is right next to me!"
"You won't believe me, just look!" she said, and immediately hung up the phone.
A few seconds later, Zhi Jinhua received a picture via WeChat with a "ding".
The trifoliate orange blossoms opened in confusion—
The photo is softly lit, with a meadow in the woods as the background.
In the center of the photo, Lu Xiaobai is resting quietly on Lu Linglong's lap, his eyes closed, seemingly asleep.
His long eyelashes cast soft shadows under his eyes, his profile was gentle, and his sleeping face was serene, like a delicate porcelain doll.
Lu Linglong lowered her head slightly, a gentle smile on her face, her left arm gently wrapped around Lu Xiaobai's chest, and she tenderly stroked his other fair cheek with boundless affection.
The intimacy and dependence between the two are almost overflowing from the screen!
Below the photo was a line of text from Lu Linglong, tinged with a hint of smugness:
[Look! I didn't lie to you, did I? Little White is sleeping here! Flower, are you sure you're not mistaken? Or are you just missing Little White terribly? Hehe.]
Zhi Jinhua: "————"
Her eyes widened instantly, staring intently at the phone screen, especially at Lu Linglong's arm that was wrapped around her and the hand that was stroking her cheek!
A huge, complex emotion, a mixture of shock, envy, and jealousy, instantly overwhelmed her!
"ah!!!"
"Lu Linglong! You definitely did this on purpose!!"
Zhi Jinhua let out a furious scream, her fingers trembling so much she almost crushed the phone, completely forgetting that she had called to check what was wrong.
The members of the Lu family troupe next to them also gathered around, and the moment they saw the photo, they were all petrified!
His expression was blank, his mouth was slightly open, and his brain seemed to have crashed at the same time!
Hidden Dragon: "Holy crap?!"
hope: "W-what's going on?"
Bai Shixue: "Two—Little Bais?!"
Yun: "—Did I see a ghost?"
A brief, deathly silence followed by an "Aaaaaaahhhhhh!!!"
"impossible!!"
"Am I seeing things?!"
"What on earth happened?!"
A large group of young people screamed in disbelief, shock and confusion at the same time in the quiet courtyard!
The sound was so loud, so uniform, and so penetrating that even the old master, who was about to have a sip of tea inside, was so startled that his hand trembled and he almost dropped his teacup!
The old master looked helplessly towards the doorway, listening to the continued, almost magical, exclamations of the young people outside. He couldn't help but stroke his beard, shake his head, and chuckle, muttering, "Sigh, are all young people these days so playful?"
"These ever-changing tricks—this old man really doesn't understand them."